Chapter 242 What Freya Wanted
- Emyr placed his phone down and rubbed his temples, the pressure in his head building. "How long are you planning to keep eavesdropping?" he asked, his voice low.
- Charmaine strolled into the room, a casual smile playing on her lips. "Mr. Emyr, you're mistaken. I wasn't eavesdropping. I was listening openly."
- Emyr lowered his hand and gazed up at the woman now approaching him.